[ Nami has every right to be smug at this point. Weiss won't take that away from her at all. A genuine smile coupled with a a soft laugh is what she responds with, but it's replaced by a look of uncertainty— just a hint of it, like a ghost, when she realises that this is, indeed, her first encounter with a woman.
It isn't a bad thing at all! But she's never really touched anyone else but herself. Weiss feels her heart race, Nami's taking the lead leaving her speechless for a moment. Heat courses through her, the finger oh-so-close to her most sensitive spot calling unto her, wanting to be touched. ]
Yeah. [ Nervous as she is, she wants this, too. She's far too charmed and aroused to deny Nami of anything. Not to mention... if she was the one who made the other woman feel good. . . there's something really hot about that.
So she shifts a little, sitting up some and providing a bit more space given what she's thinking. ] You can move here then, I think that might be easier.
[ Weiss, unfortunately, has shorter arms, after all. However it is they get comfortable and make each other feel good, she'll make sure she gives it her all. Her hand runs down Nami's arm again, switching from it to the side of her chest, her waist, 'til it rests just on her hip, thumb running circles on her thigh. And once Nami's within reach, if she does comply to Weiss' request, it becomes all the more easier to let her hand wander inwards, to where her thighs meet. ]
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It isn't a bad thing at all! But she's never really touched anyone else but herself. Weiss feels her heart race, Nami's taking the lead leaving her speechless for a moment. Heat courses through her, the finger oh-so-close to her most sensitive spot calling unto her, wanting to be touched. ]
Yeah. [ Nervous as she is, she wants this, too. She's far too charmed and aroused to deny Nami of anything. Not to mention... if she was the one who made the other woman feel good. . . there's something really hot about that.
So she shifts a little, sitting up some and providing a bit more space given what she's thinking. ] You can move here then, I think that might be easier.
[ Weiss, unfortunately, has shorter arms, after all. However it is they get comfortable and make each other feel good, she'll make sure she gives it her all. Her hand runs down Nami's arm again, switching from it to the side of her chest, her waist, 'til it rests just on her hip, thumb running circles on her thigh. And once Nami's within reach, if she does comply to Weiss' request, it becomes all the more easier to let her hand wander inwards, to where her thighs meet. ]